So the take home lesson is NEVER buy a second hand pair pf Ambrosi trousers.
The material was fine. Twas made up with great taste.
They were long in the leg and tight in the waist
There was a split in the middle to let the quare fella through.
They were some bloody trousers I bought in Belcoo.
The fella that had them before, sure he wore them behind.
There was a hole in the arse to let out the wind.
I got diarrhoea. It drove me cuckoo.
They were some bloody trousers I bought in Belcoo
I hadn't them a week til I got boils on my legs
I swear to God they were as big as duck eggs
They were orange on top and the bottom was blue
In them bloody ole trousers I bought in Belcoo.
The wife didn't like them, of that there's no doubt
And I know that she blames them for being up the spout.
Says she you're like something from out of the zoo
In them second hand trousers you bought in Belcoo
Toora Lay, Toora Loo
In them second hand trousers I bought in Belcoo